I woke around 3am, tossing and turning, sleeping little. I rose at 5am and then of course had a flurry of activity getting everything ready for later. I made sure all the wine glasses where ready, the champagne cold, the strawberries cut and everything else ready to go. I could do with another boost but scared if I start this early then I have no idea how I'll end up when all the guests arrive at 3pm. I feel incredibly industrious, energy seeping from my pores, that will keep me going for some time yet. Scary thing about that is, if it lasts more than a day or two I know there will be a crash at some point. Who wouldn't want to feel great though. It's so so hard to look at it practically when there's a rushing through your body that sustains you and propels you forward to better and greater things. But then later, those better and greater things pale in comparison to how low you feel. Can't stop it today though. I need all the energy I can get for the influx of guests come 3pm. Cheers to champagne.